F*cking the Enemy

2

You wake up the next morning at 8 am like clockwork and do your usual exercise routine before slipping on your work ensemble and sip on your liquid breakfast on the drive to the station. You mean to gather as much information as possible before questioning the students of the victim, and that will hopefully lead you somewhere else, but when you enter the office after a few short hellos, as soon as you mechanically sit at your desk, you notice none other than Kim Namjoon leaving the Chief's office with a gloating smirk on his face.
Kim Namjoon was the most aggressive shark in the city, the one that would undo 50% of your hard work by defending many of the rich criminals that infested the state. He was the kind of attorney who could get Satan himself out of hell and into the gates of Heaven without breaking a sweat. Additionally, the fact that he was very attractive and built like a tank certainly made it conflicting to look at. It didn't escape your mind that he had always seemed specially interested in you, but he knew perfectly well that he represented everything you disliked in a human being. A thought that, you couldn't lie, would falter if only momentarily everytime he got close enough and started throwing you his usual sly attempts at getting your attention.
-Good morning detective...- he announces as soon as he gets close to your desk with a deep, melodic tone and you stand back up to match his height, or at least try to.
-Good morning Namjoon...- you reply dryly.
-How's it been?- he's all smiles and seductive eyes but you know better than to fall for his fuckboy charm.
-Oh, you know... catching bad guys so you can set them free in exchange for dirty money, which you'll use to buy all your expensive clothes and dinners... The usual...
-I'd love to buy you all of those some time soon...
-Yeah, it's a shame I actually have morals...
-I have morals too...- he responds in a more serious tone while arranging his tie -... And I don't appreciate this sanctimonious speech coming from you, specially...

You don't respond and look uncomfortably to the side, knowing all too well what he's talking about. The last time he defended one of your suspects, you had gotten them to confess by using less than honorable tactics, and if he wanted, they could have pressed charges against you; but they hadn't.

-If it wasn't because I have a soft spot for you, you'd be fired right now...- he said insolently under his breath, close enough to your neck for you to feel assaulted by his intoxicating, opulent scent. Like warm cotton, musk and wealth, both insulting and delicious, causing your knees to momentarily weaken.
-Is that a threat?- you say also under your breath, half insulted and almost giving in to Namjoon's seduction, but in that instance, Jungkook's arrival to the office momentarily distracts you.
-Of course not...- he responds silkily, moments before your partner plants himself in the conversation and calls you by your name.
-Well, it wasn't much of a pleasure...- you say shaking Namjoon's all encompassing hand as he stares deeply into your eyes, completely ignoring Jungkook's imposing presence, before saying goodbye to both of you with a gracefull "see you around".
Is it stress the reason why your heart is suddenly beating so fast?
-Are you ready?- Jungkook proceeds like nothing happened last time you had seen each other, but you know very well he will never apologize for anything he said.
-I need to stop by the lab first...
-Already did...-he said lifting a folder in his hand -...I'll brief you on the drive over there...
As he leads the way, the two of you get out into the parking lot to drive to the school, but all you can think about is what it would be like to actually take up Namjoon on his invitation. Even though you disliked him with strength, a small part of you also wanted to lick every inch of his soft caramel skin, and suction those voluptuous lips of his till they were bright red. But Jungkook's voice pulls you out of your musings with all the information he obtained from the lab.
On the drive there he glances back at you a few times since you can't help but admire the silhouette of his abs, given that his open leather jacket reveals them against his white shirt. But before pulling up into what seems to be a fancy private scool in the short distance, there's an old tunnel he has to drive through. He takes this opportunity to stop the car and guide his tattooed gorgeous hand up your thigh.
-What are you doing?- you react by firmly squeezing the hand and stopping it to go any further.
-Are you still mad?- he responds unfazed.
-I don't know Jungkook, what do you think?
-Ok... suit yourself...- he replies calmly, trying to withdraw the hand from your thigh, but after a second thought, you hold it in place.
-Be quick...- you say with a furious jump of your stomach when he brushes his fingers against the crotch of your pants.
It didn't matter how mad you were, your current hornyness, coupled with the power he exerted over you could move mountains.
He slides his digits up and down and squeezes your clothed pussy with his thumb and index fingers, causing you to hitch your breathing in response.
Now he's unbuttoning your pants and getting them off with one hand, before sliding your panties to the side to present his licked fingers to your core. He gathers all the juice from your hole to lubricate your bristled clitoris, which makes you contort and moan wantonly in your seat.
-You know, if you're needing some relief... you don't have stoop so low as to get it from that piece of shit... I'll take care of you...
He said with a manly whisper unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his ripped torso, and every other thought you could have had, fades away for you to fully focus on the God-like man pleasuring your pussy and unbuttoning his own pants right now.
He carries you to place you astride his legs and kisses you slowly and painfully. His pink, soft lips sucking every bit of your soul in, and when he's like this, you almost mistake him for someone who actually cares about you.
His veiny, pink cock is placed in between the both of you, and every time he sways his hips, it rubs against your already hardened clitoris. Over and over it caresses your clitoris, you're so close to exploding...
-It's ok baby girl, you can call me Daddy, I won't tease you ever again...- he whispers pornographically into your neck while pulling your hair and causing you to throw your head back in ecstasy.
-Do you want me to fuck you?- he asks provocatively, which you respond with a desperate nod of your head.
He slides his hand up your sweater to grab one of your breasts and play with your nipple making you act out of your own accord and grab his cock to sit on it slowly. With every inch it spreads you open and once you're filled with his manhood, electricity courses through every part of your body as he moans perversely.
He fulfills your wishes by getting to the point. Grinding deep and steady like the blade of a saw, serrating through wood. Punishing your G-spot as you cry out his name, and teasing your asshole while your sensitive bud rubs against his muscular pelvis.
His lips and tongue eat away at your soul, making you so hungry for him that you can't help but drool over his mouth. He bites and suctions your already sore lips before directing his mouth to your neck and then your other nipple. He knows how to leave his mark, like a sweet pain sort of imprint that lasts for hours after he's had you.
The heat in your pussy, the juices squishing out around Jungkook's girth, and his entranced eyes rolling backwards are enough to make you cum with goosebumps all over your skin. When he notices your climax he lets himself ejaculate deep in your hole, sweating and flushed pink as he cradles your reddened butcheeks in his gorgeous hands, completely unwound and satisfied... because when he's deep inside you he's someone else. Still very aggressive, but passionate and easygoing, generous... He knows every way to get you off almost innately. Sure, you've been doing this together for years, but that's how it was from the first time. Maybe his late wife helped him get so good in bed, and this thought makes you feel sorry for him; but you haven't had much better experiences either. At least he'd had a wife to begin with... The truth is that you couldn't give him a relationship like that regardless. You appreciated Jungkook, you valued the benefits that came with your arrangement, and perhaps he might have felt compelled to do you a favor or two given your "closeness", but that was it.

With this thought you climb off his lap after catching your breath and he does the same. Maybe one day you wouldn't care anymore about your life's mission, and instead find someone who could make you happy, but not right now... No cuddling, no more kissing, you both put your clothes back on and go back to business.